The Prince of Peace

In the middle of a forest

There's a clearing by a stream

Where a mother holds her newborn

And the child begins to dream

And He dreams of hopes unspoken

When the tears of man will cease

And His mother holds

Him closer

For He is the

Prince of

PeaceLet the bells ring out these tidings

Let it echo across the land

That a King is born in

BethlehemAnd

His Kingdom is at hand

Let the world rejoice together

As it looks upon the stars

Knowing every man's our brother

And that every child is ours

Hark, the herald angels sing

Glory to the newborn

KingPeace on earth and mercy mild

God and sinners reconciled

Joyful all ye nations rise

Join the triumph of the skies

With the heavenly host proclaim

Christ is born in

BethlehemHark, the herald angels sing

Glory to the newborn

KingIn the middle of a forest

There's a clearing by a stream

Where a mother holds her newborn

And the child begins to dream